Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
Wren Myers Aug 2017
"Nothing is impossible except the word itself. " - Wren Myers


"We are all the same in this way: We are all unique."  -unknown
(I think it's Mother Theresa)


"Life is like a taco. It's filled with lots of good stuff, but it could fall apart at any moment. So, savor each bite." -Anonymous


"If you want to be a astronaut, doctor, lawyer, and princess, look that up on the internet. It's a thing. You can be anything." - Barbie
Hope you like it. I'm making up for missed days. Bunches of love!!❤️❤️
Wren Myers Aug 2017
When you left, you didn't leave anything behind,
except some headphones and a note.
You forgot a sorry, or "I miss you" or even a heart, Just a "I have to go."
Not really. Just was pretty.
Wren Myers Aug 2017
The wind... so breezy and lovely and cool.
It is what defines summer.
It's what gives you a chill when your out of the pool.
And makes your hair crazy and you look like a fool,
And people think you can't getter dumber.

It's invisible, but you feel it clearly.
It smells like flowers in bloom.
It tastes like salad that dust from a fairy
swept over you like a broom.
I was out today and I started to notice the wind. You can't see it, but you know it's there. How? You feel it, taste it, and smell it. It was like a poem. Let the wind sweep you off your feet to greater places. Start to notice the beautiful things around you that your God created all on his own. Give him praise for those things. Block out all the bad in your life. Make this a daily habit. Take time out of your day. Your recess, drive home from work, your piano practicing, your life, etc. You'll start being a better person all together. Bunches off love!! ❤️❤️
Wren Myers Aug 2017
Life, we all have one, but no one is the same.
Sometimes it's great! But, sometimes it's lame.
It's a rollercoaster. And there are many different points.
It's a body. With scratches, bones, and joints.
It feels like coffee. All warm and bold.
But sometimes it's bitter. And it can be served cold.
No matter what happens. No matter how it ends.
We always have family. We will have true friends.
My first poem!! Dedicated to @ZoeGreen.

— The End —